Janet Reno, Safe Forever

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Cults in the USA abuse people

Janet did work that said “No”

I have seen “cult”

I painted a picture of a girl in court

Survivor with daddy

Survivor

Are there happy endings?

There are living endings

There IS reality

There is a katakujutsu that is unschooled

Horrible?

Who was Janet Reno?

My face and unlit cig

Say:

Thank God for watchers that tough!

Living in a cult is-

Escapable

No judgement

“Thank you, O | The Reality | for Reno. ‘Winner’.”

– Andrew HarrisΩn, Oregon

Non-denominational psycho-cult survivor

 

REM Politzei Kiss

Before I woke up this morning

I had a special dream

Hehehehehhhhh

In my dream, a blonde out of copper-tone uniform was in my dreamy bedroom

I guess my dream merged with a civil servant’s

Oops

Hehehehehhhhh

Police ladies have commented before that I am fit…

Americans seem to think police are a drag

I like em

And now that I am practicing kisses in my theta-states of imagination, and seeing a weary girl soldier look at me that way…

I do wonder!

In my dream, my gf’s friend knocked on the door

I said, “Oh no!”

Off sister said:

(Smiled and psychic said, “I’m not moving.”)

So I let the friend in, who just sat there in the way like some gf friends do when they fantasize

Non contact 3-way!!!

That, for me, is every day

Beyond sexual

Romance pulsar in my bod

Oh I am already..

Poly Gamer in da head

Ladies College Girls No Sticky Crazy Lovers.

Balance

Balance

Get in my jacuzzi.

Get in my bed.

I kiss you for you, Crackerjacker whammer slammer CHICK

MY WHOLE BODY IS A-

Pickle Tickle… hold on

Marry me

You.. You.. and especially you

I an Blue Krishna.

I love girl cop FLESH

I wanna put a hand

A hand on your GUN HIP

Hug me hard

Officer Ette

Liutenant

Chief focus of this morning’s dream

Was to kiss you like a kiss of cream

Pow

Man slut

Prisoner of love

No record

If you want to talk about your NEEDS, Ofc. Ette, fem solid gravity yet Tinkerbell petite… I offer shiatsu mastery

And topless, chest to the towel back adjustments

Free for civil lady

Guy cops- find an equally devout commoner lady like Szu Sehn Chan the barbar on 17th

Geez

Its hard to like an Officer girl woman laser lady- her bros of Force could tazer muh balls or make fun of her

Kidding.

I want I want I want

A blue laser in my room

Why not?

If you hate cops, well ha- I have a use fir me on ironman | Fe | + male luxury ladies

Their job? No uniforms allowed in my shower

Mm..

Death smells so good as I wash her hair and Scooby Do her Scrappy-hey.  Hey

Hey.

Hey-

I am more than horny

I am slap-my-knee happy

I

Want

To

Kiss n spank a thigh

On a gal and not Ahnah Gai

Schweeee

Pop

Officer Lovely Locks…

Come again to my dreams

.

.

Luv,

Naughty Steel Worker Andy

Golden Gate Lemming Drops

Mapo

Mapo

Mapo

South

Korea

Mapo

Bridge

Mapo

Has

Solutions

Railing photo memorial

San

Francisco

Bureaucracy

Blocks

An American

Sacred

Memorial

For survivors

For loss

For prevention

To decrease

Deceadant

Body

Scoop

What

About

Coast Guard

ptsd

??

I think

That what I think

Matters

Very

Little

So I web log

Weblog

Blog it

Today

For the 8th time

Not including city e-mails

To nice ol’ SF

That living photos

Permaposted

Would be

The greatest American not-blog

Logging life

Before

The deceadants appeared

Broke

Fell

Back

Up

Back

In

A Christmas home

A real heart wrencher

To a lost sheep

TO MAKE THAT MORBIDITY PEEL RIGHT OFF

Or do we enjoy

Autonomous autoviolent video

On YooHoo tuber?

I do not

Suicide is too “too”

For that Bay Area

I am guessing

A weird freedom

It would be cooler

To die

Of cancer

Cooler to challenge

One’s own spirit

To stick-with-ship

As it is

Everyone

Is getting

What they need and want

Insanity sugar coated?

Looney Tunes “Now I’ve seen everything”… Aaaaaaaaaaa… * BURST *

Bloat

Float

Ship cruise up

Scoop

Why not leave the fallen leaf

Like Autumn

Why scoop up biological mass?

120lb female

310lb male

167lb young male

110lb young female

Brady Bunch it

Why not have Mike Carol Alice Cindy Bobby Greg Marsha Peter Jan and Tiger all go over together?

Like the great accident in 1824 AD during the Great Depression

Casualties did not exceed what was expected

Yet now

They have

The bridge glory

Illusion of grandeur

History

Is natinally known

And seen

Help has arrived

From the East

I am Thich Quack Duck

The non aqueous non immolater Mayahana crimson lotus maybe-maker

I say YouTube: Mapo

Or we will never see a decrease

Or just “hope” elsewise

Never too late

No fear

No shame

Writing this kills me

Its so boring

And I am not sure jumping is ultimately bad

But for Coast Guard ptsd I write

Rice, Dish: Abramovic

1478065244264486734995 Abramovic therapy is to count them

I count an “all”

I keep an “all”

God bless bloody young babes and meaty ladies I go “gaga” for

I am spoken for- yet my sibling chivalry proceedeth in the romance of lotus, wine and thorns

And visceral CARING ladies of China wall-walk… where do they come from?

Enamoured ME

I Twittered

“EarthAndy”

Got.. Shut down

IDK why…

I’d crawl the wall just to see her 1/16 of a nano meter away, pass thru her vision of fleish as a Casper and… I don’t know…

Ask her to tango

She looks young

I’d like to discuss a few brands

Of mine

I’m not sorry

I am just

Performing wild and vividly and not often

The words I use are hell branded air anyway

I adore sangre essence

It IS IN MY visceral all

It is living messenger, liquid, warm, tacky, sticky… IN MY residence

Rice

Where did she pick that idea up?

It is white blood

Dry white blood food

You can eat a dry grain

It takes a while to simmer in your mouth

Essen

Toy

Person

Happy little maggot mummies

No wiggles

I am prone to auto-hallucination, knowing it is not fly babies

This HELPS, Marina

I have very bad ptsd

I have hereditary angioedema and at age 14- I bled internally.. my blood plasma in AGGREGATE entered my abdominal cavity circumcising my hara

Auto hara kiri non suicide hypovolemic shock

Phoenix in me flashing

Heart in spiral

Fear greater than pain

Sheer horror, luminous sibling…

You are part of my salvation experience

I love you

 

The Death Of “Me”

Abeauty? Just be a nice honey and we will love on you! I just sexted everyone! And I don't feel guilty. I must be a psychopath-mo

A man reflecting. Literally. Mind fully… Or not so fully… There.

Me

I would consider Eckhart Tolle to be an expert on dying and suicide. YouTube him if you wish. His tone says it all. More so his testimony:

“I thought I could not live with myself any longer.”

As if the one God put the twist on him to blossom he nearly immolated himself in FEAR but was SAVED. He offered himself as akin to death AND life and was assisted!

Not as much quoted:

“A voice said:”

And I forget. It WASN’T MY life. But I feel it is! His constituent Carrey says we are all connected and “love yourself” as the first priority. Kiddo Christians somewhere slap a bible shut and say:

“No! Love GOD first. Then your neighbor.”

Why not ALL of that? How about none of it?! How about nothing on a nothing sandwich? Anti-hunger Siddhartha would LOVE a plate of nothing and no plate because he passed on. Is he dead?

Imagine Buddha as a man. One man. No following. Jesus said that all who came before him are liars. Who could come before the king of kings? Buddha, SSiddhartha… Eckhart, his born name. We construct selves in our being but perhaps also devotion to seeking truth or claiming a savior.

I have been very precisely close to standing where breath is removed. Evil of rations of one act that can be empathicly calculated to be worse and more painful than being in the field near a Czar Bomb. Why is suicide painful for others? God himself heats up ideations we carry that are TOO attached. Attach and detach are MEANINGLESS. Siddhartha is history’s best “Tony Robbins”. Did the idea of Buddha mislead all?

Yes.

No.

Who cares?

I put my ego to death lots this year. Eckhart was right! When suicidal kill “the self” and be. Without effort. One catch, Mr. Tolle. I have a painful body going back 100s of years geneticly. I have hereditary angio-edema. One of the most painful diseases. So I make lemonade from napalm. Actually it’s concentrate. I have enough lemon to me for all of England’s tea. And Arnold Palmers on ice with a fun umbrella. My empathy lever is broken. I stay in and wear only bold clothes to look strong. There is no problem for me with Eckhart. I even hear his words on the I am within. He does not say he is the great I am. He casts aside the way of the cross. Which cross? Only one works for me and it was taken down over 1950 years ago. Strange tradition to wear an execution device. You could almost say there was The Sermon On The Cross- see that good is not granted all so easy. Taken for granted, God is personal in a deistic, preacher-avoiding world where many loudly clam out “Go to church and get saved. Repent.”

Fellowship is in buildings, sure. Isn’t a household a community? What about all of everybody you meet? Do they all matter? I have conviction that everybody matters but not every ONE because some “ones” are no good so and so’s. They are forever banished. Read the fire book. I believe in forcible removal of evil. I also believe in fields drinking in rain and still making a good crop. Heck, if nothing else a human being is a windmill.

“In with the in breath. I am breathing in.”

That is Thich Naht Hahn style identity retrieval and grounding. He is zen Buddhist. He had a stroke. Christians- pray for him. He is Yoda. It’s okay to pray. Or not.

I really do like these masterful men! Remember David Carridine Kung Fu the legend continues? Grand Master is what I wish God looked like. I suppose in my imagination I correlate the white hair, wisdom and calm to be what I read of Christ. But I do not call him that, I call him:

*Still breathing in. And out.*

He is called by the spirit in me. “I need” is almost there, but I am caught, master of mastery in zeroes and ones or really it’s me who is binary zeroes and he is the only one. The only son and there are many “sons”… I am one of them, and so are you? In simply breathing, the YHWH cry is heard. Are we not powerless to jump to heaven? What about killing the body and finding out? Well first think that it’s going to hurt your chances of doing anything more because you retire to God. No more lives on Earth. Nope. One. He is one. On Earth, people are distinct. In heaven, no distinction or bias. Suicide hurts at least one body and one who does this will never kill again. Maybe it’s not worthy of news. If there is news about children hurt, I change stations. I think I could only share this.

“Seek and you shall find… The truth shall set you free.”

-J.C. ~29 A.D. or so

I Just Wrote The Most Amazing Piece

    And God let me overlap it as an e-mail to my local Police

It is raw grit heart without fart

I am not sure if it went to the city or what

I was suicidal this month, but honey (not my wife, all of you… well, her too), –

I am a writer

I am a writer

THIS IS publish

THIS IS publish

Take me to a book pub

I wanna guzzle a pint of Frost

I love you monkey-bootsers and chunky rankers

What the hell

Euphoria? More guiltless than a Gorbasm

I could live or die
Am I in trouble

Epilogue

In all seriousness, my consistant bp is high
Never say die… they say
I could be famous away
(Fame after death only)
But YOU were my fame all of you my eyes touched

I want to see Jesus

Those are the last words I would want Syntaxsinner to text-utter if he fell

My heart, rhyming still, beats like a chestnut bell.

I want a holly jolly xmas
O heaven

I will get at least ONE as I count to eleven

1, 2, 3…

Speed-BS-ing

For Andy

And I like me too!

Jokes

What the black guy
Say to the white guy?

“Light?”

They were getting their cigarette ON.

Jokes

Why does crime “not pay”?
It does, its called taxes.
It pays for a line down the street. I hate waiting.
Its heavy. The street is, I’m sure.

Jokes

What did the blind man say to the black man? Ray Charles is dead.

Break time

I think lace is lovely,
Silk feels sure.
My underwear is cotton.
My Depends are full of Ensure.

(Is that too much surity?)

Back

So a white man stops a black cop who ran a red light.

Oh no he didn’t.

Badaah!

Joke

What does a golfer yell before a skins game?
No, he didn’t.

What is called when a footballer wears horse underwear?
A tea brisket.

Uh idk huh.

Joke jammy

What do you get when your joke is a question?

Please, tell me. Please.
I suck right now, dam knit towels…

Juhhh…

If you cut my head off, do you know what you’ll get?

You’ll get the death penalty. Not too brite, eh?

Uh…
Know how to make it like an accident?
You do??
Okay, I don’t want to be your friend.
Too smart.
I would kill you first.
What?
Oh, HEY, no- I love you dead.

Ah. Homocidal humour… is so SEXY!!
Imagine we joked about death.
Okay…
Now imagine something that is NOT true.
Try it.
I dare you.

Getting any “un-ideas”?
Anyone?

No YOU DON’T COUNT!
You over here.
Heh heh
Ignorance is not a “non-idea”
It
  Is
    An
       Anti-idea

Bip

Wait-

Bip

Uh… no…
That is a hiccup

Who takes the time to
   text he *Bip* …
  to text *Bip*
Ah,

   Too much LOL
  Uh too much
    Sauce

I am writing
   like a rock star,
      babe on the rocks…
N’ it
   is
     Nine teen till nine in
     London…
Making me…
A
London Lusharoo.

Just kidding.
I am not drunk.         ?
Maybe.
.woul’dnt I be missplelling by noo

I Have Chosen To See The Dead People: WARNING GRAPHIC AND RECENT WAR VIOLENCE FROM SUICIDE BOMBS- this is 3… there are in the 1000s of such deaths in the PASS of KHYBER between Afghanistan & Pakistan. GOD BLESS THE FAMILY OF SHAKEEL AFRIDI THE NURSE AND SHOP KEEPER!!! PLEASE PRAY FOR YOUNG SHAYAN AFRIDI, ALL WHO HAVE FAITH IN HEAVEN’S WAY BEING higher !!

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  WARNING- this article contains war journalist photos out of Pakistan that have NOT been cleared. I run a risk of being an enemy to the state of Pakistan for publishing them here.

    I will space this out some in case some of you are too horrified by what I show you.

    A group can have a name.
It can be Taliban. It can be terrorist. Or Nazi. People who use violence and MAIM. They are sick:

Groups
Individuals
Spies
Governments
Fanatics

They have a SERIOUS ILLNESS. Just as one must amputate a GOOD ARM because of a BAD SHOULDER INFECTION… so has Pakistan’s beautiful, beautiful adult men and women and children had to
       Say
     
     “Goodbye”

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And we wish it is peaceful and sweet.

I must show you hell, people.
Why? Because concealment is a type of lie.

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In my mind I want to wash away fear… na na na na… like magic…

My brother…

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Anger is not your face. Your thoughts for others were spun in the mind basket that is unraveled on a picnic couch that is your gurney

Red, yellow, blue plaid

This man had Asian descent.
Do you see an Asian muslim?
I do.

I am a man and I say I see lips a woman wife would kiss, but- he is beyond tomorrow.

A body is sandcastle coming undone. No hug is felt. It proves we love when we agonize our love one cannot feel. We don’t need their velvet skin hush cold unfeeling.

We need them warm.
Very simple.

I did see these persons today while conversing with my bro, Shak, in real time. There are 1000s of like-pictures of REAL people. Citizens near Afghanistan where USA troops WERE ALL LAST DECADE!! This is NOT being reported EN MASSE except right HERE on my unworthy small BLOG.

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My grandfather, me being “Andy”, hi there, not to be a morose SOUL… my grandfather died young.

You can see INDIA in this man’s handsome eyelids.
Its OKAY to look, to stare.
He really WAS alive this year.
Our planet!
Do not feel bad.
You cannot hurt anyone to look at him.
You CAN hurt him more by looking AWAY! Yes- because WHO now will LOVE his loved ones but YOU??
You on the internet? Mostly NOT!

But if anyone wants to make a life for a boy named Shayan who has a rare disease that is NOT communicable, please let me know.
My friend Shakeel does not know that I am asking but he has said it would be better for his son in America.
I have the disease and I am disabled.

This is called FUBAR.

Its also called FATHERS LOVE

SHAKEEL:

Me to you
In front of the WORLD
I DO not give a hack what
    They think
I say YOU are The Best Father
   In The World of the
    Sunni Year “1435”

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Although photos that are (obviously not photoshopped due to grating and specific heat burns from home made suicide type bombs)
they are not an
“in-person” view…

     I DID receive the photos by choice to comiserate the experience with an RN bro of mine who works… AND lives… in Jamrud Bazar, a group cluster of shops in Khyber Agency.

      I show you these men. Three. I want to let you know that these bodies belonged to men… all men HERE… who were husbands and fathers to children who had to say goodbye to them and feel the hurt of being disconnected.

      Also, these men were killed violently. See that they ARE handsome, worthy of love, even as these are photos- you could probably see your own friend or family like this.

      We are all made of stars and earth. When the stars call us home- you are assured that the form remaining is no longer inhabited. Some of what I call “small stars” of angel grace hold a human likeness to the cadaver which is truely not evil, but a GIFT to I.D. the body, person. Understand that.

        You are seeing in all this post something so very horrendous that I want you to pray first or breathe before you step away and decide if this experience is for you or if you want to make a difference.

     I tried to give this family a shot at the IV medicine I take but the CIA put a kabash on that. A kabash is like a schwarma only a kabash sucks. If YOU… YES, YOU… Would like to confirm this story, write me at

Harrison
10554 se Main
Suite 308
Milwaukie, OR 97222
Ans 503 943 0465

    Please do not terrorize ME and give my address to the CIA in Langley, VA. The government is not thrilled that handicapped citizens try to help people who are neighbors to Taliban bombers in war zones. Every phone call is tricky for Shak- Shakeel has been harassed and threatened with death and kidnapping.

     I would like to announce this is:

Projekt: Dinner Out
(Get Shayan & Family out
Of the war-corner of Pakistan)

I am thinking aggregate
direct
real

Let us make an offramp for just one family.

America USED Dr. Afridi.
Now pay back Pakistan, America… save the whole family of a man with the SAME NAME, but an RN not an MD. haha. Its simple.
And it would make QUITE a
story, NBC!

It is NOT a secret.
I want my friend Shakeel’s family paid for… with money contributions that you all know how to MAKE tax deductable.

To have a rare disease in war hell is to much.

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Write to me like you mean it. I will give you young Shayan Afridi’s address and you can help his family out.

Special honorable mention to my brother Zahid. “Watch Shakeel, my brother, as he watches all of his lion cubs. Bless your cubs too.”

Pakistan Zindabad!!
               (Long Live)

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    This is a picture of God, broken. You can see this picture was a mover. A person. A living sculpture…